1. In Plain Sight: An Escort's Story - Part 2


    Date: 2/6/2016, Categories: Fiction, Blowjob, Male/Teen Female, Prostitution, Written by women, Author: MichelleK111, Rating: 93.1, Source: sexstories.com

    try and make an appointment to see him. I couldn’t help but smile as I was walking away when I thought about his body and his penis. He looked really nice. Fit but not too fit. Youthful without the shape of an eighteen year old. And his penis hanging between his legs. I giggled quietly thinking about it. “Amanda?” I faintly heard called out but it didn’t register. I kept walked down the walkway to the street. “Amanda?” I heard yelled and I stopped. The yell sounded just like my boss when he was yelling at me earlier just older. I stopped and trying to swallow my giggle as I turned around. Standing on the front porch was Mr. Keller in a long white robe. He was calling me and waving his arm in a gesture to come to him. I started walking to the front porch while brushing my sundress down to neaten it. The sweat made the material stick to my skin and my hair was probably starting to the transform due to “beach air explosion”. “Come in, come in,” Mr. Keller said while stepping to the side. His hand lightly touched my back as he showed me into the house. “I wasn’t expecting you so soon. Can I get you something? Sweet tea, water, soda?” Mr. Keller asked in a voice and tone that caught me off guard with its kindness. “No, sir. Thank you,” I replied. “I didn’t hear you come up. Where’s your car?” he asked with a genuine kindness in his tone. “I walked over, sir. It’s a nice day out,” I said. Without hesitation Mr. Keller lead me into the kitchen and got pitchers of sweet tea, ...
    lemonade, and water out of the refrigerator. He placed them on the counter and grabbed two glasses and placed them down in front of me. “What would you like?” Mr. Keller asked. “Water is fine. Thank you, sir.” As he poured the water he looked at me with a smile. Things weren’t going anything like what I had rehearsed in my head on the walk over. I was prepared to be yelled at and fired from the only job I ever had. I wasn’t going to say anything and take my secret with me. Instead Mr. Keller was being a very kind hearted person. One that was missing a couple thousand dollars but still he was being kind hearted. Mr. Keller led me into an office that over looked the ocean. It was massive, with wooden shelves loaded with books. Computer monitors were again a wall behind a large desk that sat in the middle of the room. Two heavy leather chairs in front of the desk and a couch against one wall. There was a TV across the room mounted on the wall. There was more furniture in that one room than my foster family had in their entire house, it seemed. I sat in one of the leather chairs and Mr. Keller sat in the other. At first Mr. Keller started with the basic small talk about the weather and how it was a nice summer and led into asking, “What are you going to do for work when the summer ends?” Absentmindedly I reached up and put my glass on the wood of the desk. Mr. Keller quickly jumped up and put a coaster under my glass but in that instance I could swear that I saw his robe open just a ...
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